Everything is back to normal.
I don't know if that should make me happy or sad.
I stay up in bed, smelling the fresh aroma of pancakes. Damien is downstairs making me pancakes. And I'm still in bed, wondering if that should make me scared or excited.
A few minutes later, I hear footsteps approaching the door. Damien walks in with a tray of pancakes and coffee. He's already dressed for work. Black suit and a blue tie.
"Good morning, Sunshine."
Damien sets the tray on the bed and plants a peck on my cheek. He runs his fingers through my hair and looks at me like I'm the most lovely thing that ever existed.
"I missed having breakfast with you." He plants a little soft kiss on my lips. "I also miss having you for breakfast."
He pulls away and takes a pancake from the plate. I take a bi
